Wedding Day

I have been so lucky, almost spoiled, with the examples of love I have had growing up. My parents have the most beautiful marriage I have ever seen. Both of my grandparents still gush about when they first met their spouse. And I remember my summers at my great grandparents’ farm in Nebraska sitting on my Grandma Nyman’s kitchen counter as she made dinner with so much love for my great grandpa.

Because of this I have been like every other little girl and grown up imagining what my future husband would be like. Would he be tall? Would he be charming or would he be quiet? Would he be a homebody or adventurous? What kind of career would excite him and would he love mine?

When I met Paul and his story continually unfolded with each date, my curiosity subsided. For the first time I wasn’t dying to know minute details about his life, I was simply in awe of his character.

I’d never met someone so patient, kind, loving and smart in my entire life. All the virtues that I’d learned in the bible growing up were there in a person, and he was a person I knew I wanted to be more like.

After a few years of dating and a million dates that I wish I could relive, I get to marry him today.

I get to marry the most Christ like person I’ve ever met and in turn, I know I will be a better, happier and more loving servant of Christ.

And what a tender way to become more like Jesus. Marrying your best friend, experiencing every adventure in life with them and all the while God is creating a more pure heart in you.